Lynna Clark

By Lynna Clark

“Open my eyes, that I may behold wonderful things out of Your law.”

This little prayer from Psalm 119:18 is short and sweet. But when prayed prior to looking into Scripture will open the heart to see the things God has for us. Not only is it a prayer, but also an attitude. How blessed we are to be in a place where our hearts and minds are open to God’s plans for our lives; a place of submission and trust. It’s hard sometimes to realize that He has a plan that’s better than we can understand.

Open my eyes Lord. I believe. Please help my unbelief.

If your brain started singing that song by the Beach Boys, you’re either from my generation or you’ve seen the movie Fifty First Dates one too many times. But really. Wouldn’t it be nice if we had someone to run interference for us? Especially as we navigate doctor appointments and such. I think it might be kind of new, but we have that. Her name is Candice. She keeps close tabs on all things medically needed to care for my beloved David. Currently on top of cancer, a leaking gut, and sickness heaped upon sickness, he has developed kidney stones. The doctor he saw Wednesday proclaimed one to be the size of a peanut. David said he wasn’t sure if that was in the shell or not, but either way it’s too big to be left unattended. Yeouch! So before they can do surgery to mend the colon or the bladder; or deal any more with the cancer, they must address the kidney stones, plural. That’s one of the reasons we’re so glad to have Candice, our patient advocate. She is coordinating all these life saving events. It’s not been that long ago that I had cancer and couldn’t get a call through without being on hold for twenty minutes. Sadly, the muzac provided was NOT the Beach Boys. But not anymore! We have a Super Advocate! I’ve never met her, but I sure do love her. She leaps tall stacks of paperwork and hits the ground running just to help us navigate our current load of crap.

Sometimes we forget. As Christians we have an Advocate too. When we don’t know what to pray; when life is absolutely overwhelming; when fear grips our hearts with all the ‘what-ifs’; our Advocate is running interference for us. Romans 8:26 and following gives us this wonderful news.

“And the Holy Spirit helps us in our weakness. For example, we don’t know what God wants us to pray for. But the Holy Spirit prays for us… And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to His purpose for them.”

“Can anything ever separate us from Christ’s love? Does it mean He no longer loves us if we have trouble or calamity or [fill in your blank here]?”

Thankfully the answer is a resounding NO! He is our Advocate WITH the Father. Together, They have a plan that is surely for our best!

David with his mama Nina at the Classic Restaurant in Denton around ten years ago; where she could eat all the fatback she wanted.

By Lynna Clark

Nahum is an obscure little book in the Bible. But one of my favorite verses is found there. Nahum 1:7- ” The Lord is good, a Stronghold in the day of trouble; and He knows the ones who trust in Him.”

Dear sweet Lord, this crapstorm is heavy. I really don’t love the things we are going through. But You are good, and You know how we feel. Today I choose to trust in You. You alone are my Stronghold.

Sometimes in life we get the feeling that it’s one bad thing after another. Like being on the bottom of a bunch of players scrambling for the football with everyone else piling on. It’s suffocating down there. According to my very knowledgeable husband, there may even be some uncouth activities going on in the bottom of the pile. This little story is to tell you about the opposite of that. How even though our only vehicle blew a head gasket when we needed to make numerous doctor visits, our nephew stepped up with a spare car. “Use it as long as you need to,” he assured us back in October. “We just keep it in case someone needs it.” Who does that?

Then there’s another young relative who sent a giant Food Lion gift card because they heard we’d started ordering groceries to be delivered. An older lady we’ve never met who heard through her Sunday School class that we’d both been very sick, sent a card with a check to help us through hard times. Along with it was the reminder that God is working all things for our good. Not only does she truly believe that, but she also doesn’t mind contributing to His care.

Then there’s the neighbor who dropped off a card with a hundred dollar bill in it with the promise not to bother us, but also the assurance that she is there if we need her. Also a niece who made homemade chicken broth and bread while I healed from a second surgery and David endured chemo. Nothing says “Get well soon,” quite like that. It is also the Southern version of “I love you very much.”

Others text and call, but most of all pray; enough that I know I can count on their prayers! Faithful ones who drive us to appointments, wait during infusion, pick up meds, or stop by and clean out the guttering: yes, that really happened. We are just amazed at all the care the Lord is giving us through His people. That’s not even counting the daughters who’ve spent hours on the road, stayed with us overnight in the hospital, watched each others kids in order to free up the caregiver, and countless other “little things” so that our many needs are met. It reminds me of the verse in John 1:16. “From His abundance, we have all received one gracious blessing after another.” Piled on, but in a very good way.

Grace heaped upon grace! That’s how our Lord Jesus gives.

In case you didn’t know, David was diagnosed with stage four cancer last July. A short while later my intestines ruptured requiring emergency surgery, as well as a follow-up hospital stay and another surgery in March. It felt like we were being piled on then, but now, nearly a year out from his diagnosis, we are seeing just how faithful God is through others. One more sweet story then we’ll save the rest for another day.

David had been so sick and so weak for such a long hard time that I had no strength left at all. My sister happened to show up at just that time to help me navigate applying for a financial grant to help with medical bills. Instead we ended up sitting on the back deck as I wept through just plain grief for my beloved husband who could not catch a break. She held my hand as we both cried. No words were spoken, no audible prayers were prayed, no advice was given. She just held my hand as long as I needed. Again it felt like the very Spirit of Christ was there to personally comfort me.

Did I say one more story? I meant two, and this is my favorite. We have a neighbor who rides his mower over and cuts our grass on the days he cuts his own. He did this last summer and has kept it up ever since. He is a quiet unassuming guy who never slows down to let us thank him. Last week I was determined. I waddled out back as he zoomed by the picnic table and flagged him down. “Oatmeal cookies!” I held up the zippy lock bag in his direction. He cut the motor as I thanked him for all he’s done. “How’s David?” he asked. I couldn’t speak, but tears began leaking from my traitorous eyeballs. I shook my head and tried to answer, but what do you say? I was embarrassed for the poor guy who was just trying to mow and get out of dodge. His quiet voice surprised me with an old hymn.

“When we all get to heaven…” he sang. Then he zoomed off on his mower, cookies in hand, as I thought about entertaining angels unaware. How many folks have loved us so well during this very difficult time? How many prayers have been sent up by saints who only know of us, but care enough to breathe a prayer on our behalf?

Yes. We have been “piled on.” I guess you might say on both ends of the spectrum. For today at least, I will bask in all the wonderful ways God has heaped grace upon grace.

Last June when we took this picture for our 50th anniversary, we had no idea how many people would love us so well. Praise God and thank you!

Our wedding day. Time sure flies when you’re having fun!

By Lynna Clark

“May the Lord bless you and keep you; May the Lord make His face shine upon you, And be gracious unto you; May the Lord lift up His countenance upon you, And give you peace.” -Numbers 6:24-26

The New Living Translation says it this way:

‘May the Lord bless you and protect you. May the Lord smile on you and be gracious to you. May the Lord show you His favor and give you His peace.’

Tonight, instead of listening to all the clutter from the day, let this simple blessing become a prayer for the ones you love. And I will pray the same for you.

Jesus told many stories in order to illustrate eternal truths. How beautiful and colorful His word pictures were. One of those seemed less illustrative and more like the telling of something He sadly witnessed firsthand.

He told of a rich man who died and went to a place of torment. The man was so thirsty that he begged Abraham to send someone to him with just a drop of water to cool his tongue. When Abraham explained that there was a great gulf fixed between the place of torment and paradise, the rich man begged that someone would go to his brothers, who were still living, and warn them.

He pleaded: “If someone is sent to them from the dead, then they will repent of their sins and turn to God.”

Jesus continued the story with this sad ending:

“If they won’t listen to Moses and the prophets, they won’t listen even if someone rises from the dead.”

Isn’t it interesting that while telling that story, Jesus knew that He would soon do that very thing? That even though He chose to pay for sin by giving His life and rising from the dead, there would be many who would not listen, who would not believe until it was too late.

If you’re reading this, you are of course on this side of the grave. You still have a choice. How sad it would be to spend eternity in torment when at this very moment you could call on the Lord Jesus Christ to save you.

He’s already done the hard part.

Will you listen?

Easter is a very special time for me. During Easter of my junior year in high school, I understood for the first time, that Jesus was not waiting on me to clean up my life. He knew when He created me that He already loved me enough. He invited me to trust Him, and I listened.

The verse that sealed the deal for me was 1 John 5:13.

“I have written this to you who believe on the Name of the Son of God, so that you may know that you have eternal life.”

Yes! We can KNOW! Because it’s not about us!

It’s about Him.

Now go get yourself a cold drink of water while you still can. Call on Him to save you while you still have breath.

And have the happiest Easter of your life!

The story about the rich man is in Luke 16:19-31. More about salvation is revealed in John 3:1-21 when Nic came to Jesus at night to ask questions. Ephesians 2:1-10 makes it even clearer.

May the Lord sweetly and wonderfully strengthen you with the wisdom to choose Him!

By Lynna Clark

We love Him because He first loved us.” – 1 John 4:19

The worship leaders at our church have written a new song based on this verse. It goes like this: ” I love how He loved me first. He called me from the grave, pulled me from the dirt, I love how He loved me first.” *

I wish you could hear me sing it. Talk about a joyful noise! After a recent surgery, I wondered if I’d live to tell about it. And frankly, I didn’t much care. But you know what? God called me from the grave, pulled me from the dirt; all because He loved me first.

My love for Him will never match His great lovingkindness toward me. But I can sure appreciate how much He cares. When I think about all the ways He loves me, worship comes easy. Thank You Lord.

*What a Miracle,” featuring Chris Brown and Elevation Worship

“Hey man! Don’t be takin’ my donkey!”

That’s what I would’ve said if a couple of strangers came up to my house and started untying the family beast of burden. I mean, how will we get the firewood home, or take grandma to prayer meeting? You can’t just go around taking people’s donkeys.

“The Lord needs it.”

That’s what Jesus told his friends to say when He sent them to fetch the donkey. Apparently that’s all it took. The owner had no problem sending his valuable property with strangers. He wasn’t promised a great return on his investment. He wasn’t promised the donkey would be brought back fed and watered… or even returned at all.

All he knew was that the Lord needed something he had.

If I had a donkey, I can hear myself reasoning…

“Sorry guys. It’s the only donkey I’ve got. You’re gonna have to find yourself another mode of transportation. I just made the last payment. Had to finance it for six years, but finally it’s all mine.”

“What? The Lord needs it? The Lord has everything. What does He need MY donkey for?”

I’m afraid me and my donkey would’ve missed the Jesus parade… the only one He ever had.

In fact, I think I would’ve missed a lot of things.

I don’t believe I would’ve climbed a tree to get a better look. People would surely laugh at a grown woman in a tree.

I wouldn’t have called Him up for a night time meeting so He could answer my questions. Folks might talk.

I doubt I would have given my lunch to Him when everyone realized it was time to eat and there was no food. What good would my little pitiful sack lunch do?

And I KNOW I would not have stepped out of a perfectly good boat to go traipsing across the water. Who would take such a risk?

Not me.

In fact, everything is just fine the way it is. So Lord, I’m here for You… right here in my cozy house, with plenty to eat, and my nice warm bed, surrounded by things and people I love, with my precious donkey safely tied outside.

Hmmm… Sounds like a parade off in the distance.

I wonder if I’m missing something.

By Lynna Clark

“You will keep in perfect peace all who trust in You, all whose thoughts are fixed on You!” -Isaiah 26:3

Perfect peace…. complete trust…. a mind set on the truth of His Word…

What a gift!

Bonus verse: “Understand, therefore, that the Lord your God is indeed God. He is the faithful God who keeps His covenant for a thousand generations and lavishes His unfailing love on those who love Him and obey His commands.” -Deut. 7:9

Oh what a wonderful God we serve!

Back in October when I had emergency surgery I fell into a deep dark hole. It was a hard place to dig out of. I think the combination of pain, drugs and election coverage sent me to a very bad place. Sheesh. It was not a happy field trip. This time I was determined to think of things the Lord advised as I slipped off to sleep. Apparently someone needed to check a vital and I startled from my happy slumber. No more lambs carried by Jesus. But somewhere in the background, guitar music played old familiar hymns and my heart sang along. The Savior led me like a Shepherd and my heart was tuned to sing His praises. What a fellowship, what a joy divine, leaning on those everlasting arms. The light went off, the nurse left, but the music continued.

“Is this too loud mama?” my sweet daughter asked. That would be Stephanie. She plays guitar and had found a playlist to drown out some of the commotion that comes with every hospital room. “No honey. It’s good. I thought I’d died and gone to Hobby Lobby.”

After that, we made it a habit to play old hymns during the night. I know it made a significant difference. Right now, I’ve got a lot of things to worry about. I won’t list them here. God knows what they are. Instead, I’ll do my best to think on these things: “Whatever is pure, lovely, of good report…” check out the list in Philippians 4:8,9. Apparently it’s the way to fix my thoughts. May the Lord give you strength to do the same with the things you carry as well. Thank you so much for your prayers.

Photo by my daddy, Seabert Pittman, back when sailing was a little smoother.

By Lynna Clark

“Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever.” -Hebrews 13:8

What does that mean to you? To me it is a reminder that He can be trusted… always. My circumstances can take a nose-dive when I least expect it. But I can rest assured that Jesus never fails. The One Who told me yesterday that He would never leave me is still faithfully walking me through whatever dark valley I stumble into today. Everything around seems to be changing. However, Jesus stays true.

Psalm 73:26- “My health may fail, and my spirit may grow weak, but God remains the strength of my heart; He is mine forever.”

Listen Please

“O Lord, listen to my cry; give me the discerning mind you promised.” -Psalm 119:169

Have you ever met someone with true discernment? They are a rarity. So much stuff goes out as news when in truth, it is not real at all. I got a text the other day explaining the great danger I was in because of unpaid toll fees. Honey I don’t even drive anymore. That one was easy. But at another time I quickly cancelled my credit card because of unusual activity. Turns out it was just a charge I forgot I made. Of course discernment in Scripture is waaayyy more important. The above prayer is really needed today. Especially when something new comes along.

Dear Lord, please bless us with Your discerning wisdom.

Sly as a fox? Or maybe wise as serpents, harmless as doves. We spotted these beautiful creatures in the dunes at Ocean Isle Beach, NC. Thankfully we had sense enough to keep our distance.

By Lynna Clark

“I DO believe! But help me overcome my unbelief!” -Mark 9:24

At times it’s hard to get our heart to rest in what we already know. That’s when we ask the Lord for help in our faith journey. How often do I need to cry out to Him, “Help my unbelief!” Comfort comes like a big warm hug as He promises in Hebrews 13:5:

“I will never leave you, nor forsake you.” Then by His grace, “He renews my strength. He guides me along right paths bringing honor to His Name. Even when I walk through the darkest valley, I will not be afraid, for You are close beside me.” -Psalm 23:3,4

Oh dear sweet Lord! I DO believe. Please hold my hand, strengthen and guide me in the days to come.

Let Me Live

Sometimes we get a heaping dose of scary truth; a reality check of large proportion. None of us will live forever. Obviously. Scripture even mentions an age expectancy of three score and ten. That’s seventy if you don’t relate to Abraham Lincoln math. So David and I are there. The past few months have been…. eventful. And a wee bit disconcerting. However! Psalm 119:71 says, “My suffering was good for me; for it taught me to pay attention to Your decrees.”

Yep. Been paying attention all right. Nothing like near death or the near death of a loved one to bring things into focus. Psalm 119:175 closes out with this simple prayer. “Let me live so I can praise You.”

Dear Lord, help us all praise You better than we ever have before. With our actions, our thoughts, with all the life we have left. But thank You for Your sweet promise that “To live is Christ. But to die is gain.” Since I know You, I really can’t lose. Thank You Lord. Amen.

Another beautiful photo by Seabert Pittman. Nobody appreciates the beauty of nature more than my daddy.

By Lynna Clark

Although they kept David in the hospital an extra day, all is well. He’s very tired but at least at home, he can catch up on some much needed rest. Thank you for all your prayers. They mean so much to us. Next week he’ll resume chemo and hopefully tolerate it a bit better.

Also next week I’ll be having surgery to finish repairing a ruptured intestine. As you probably know, I had emergency surgery this past October. The doctor wanted to give me time to heal before we did a second surgery. Turns out I really am full of crap, but you probably already knew that too. Who knew they had a cure for that?! I just hope it works. Thankfully we have two local daughters already taking care of us. Our third daughter will be driving twelve hours from Illinois on Monday to pitch in as well. We seriously are so blessed.

Well… except for the whole cancer, heart valve, chemo, and exploding intestine… life is pretty good. I hope to share some great verses from Psalm 119 next week. But if I don’t, you’ll know why. For today, our prayer verse is from Psalm 119:77. “Surround me with your tender mercies, so I may live.” To that I would add, and David too. Though we turn 70 this year, I think the Lord has a few more things for us to do.

Much love dear friends. Thanks for praying

By Lynna Clark

“How wide, how long, how high and how deep His love is.” from Ephesians 3:18

Years ago, we were on the beach at the Outer Banks, NC. David and I walked hand in hand at the edge of the surf away from the others. As far as we could see, in any direction there was only the Lord’s creation. Sand and the dunes stretched wide and long. A beautiful sky swirled with cotton white clouds reached high above us. An ocean teaming with life expanded too deep to be fully explored. The Lord says in our passage for today, that His love is too great to be understood. Maybe that’s why He gives us beautiful pictures like this so we can get a glimpse.

Rest in His amazing love today.

By Lynna Clark

“Great is His faithfulness. His mercies begin afresh every morning.”

This sweet hopeful verse is found in the midst of a the sorrowful book of Lamentations chapter 3:23. Just before it, the author says, “I will never forget this awful time.”

We’ve been there. I bet you have too. Yet in the midst of it all, God’s faithfulness is greater than all our suffering. Our strength, our plans, our resources will fail. Hold tightly to the One Who is trustworthy. Not only is His faithfulness great, it along with His mercy is fresh and new every single morning!

Bonus verse: 2 Corinthians 12:9- “My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.” 

Praise God! When I am weak, He is strong. He is enough.